Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 223, Weigh it before deciding
The entire February was almost soaked in rain, and the world was wet even when it didn’t rain. The countryside was full of mud, and my shoes were dirty everywhere I went.

Feng Qingluo had no choice but to ask a few pregnant women to help make shoes, once she made a few pairs, those of her and Qin Zhi, those of Yan Yi and Han Yan, and those of old patriarch Feng.

Patriarch Feng didn't do much, she didn't go out much on sunny days, and she even seldom sat in the yard when it was raining.

The three pregnant women have big bellies, and they dare not go anywhere when it is raining, for fear of slipping and falling, and they are bored.When Feng Qingluo said that they were all happy to ask them to help make shoes, they didn't even need any wages.

So Feng Qingluo had the cheek to ask them to help make a lot of clothes, and if the wages were not paid, they would give meat. Her chickens and rabbits were almost too much to keep, so they just gave some away.

No wonder the patriarch's house has a lot of poultry. Feng Qingluo thinks that the food raised outside is not tasty, so she often takes it from the space, and the food from the outside will overflow when she takes it. She has to give some to the clan from time to time or catch a few when she has prey for sale. Just go to town for silver.

Throughout February, the number of times the Feng clan hunted could be counted on one hand, and there were still a few days when it seemed that there would not be too much rain, so they braved the rain and went into the mountains to hunt.

The clansmen are worried!Previously, it was delayed for a few days because of the tiger coming out of the mountain, and then it rained every day, and a month passed in a blink of an eye, and my pockets were still empty.

Fortunately, the rain did not delay the growth of the seedlings. Feng Qingluo raised a large field of seedlings, which are growing well now, and they can be transplanted in a few days.

Her seedlings grow fast by pouring some spiritual spring water from time to time.

As soon as March entered, Feng Qingluo urged the clansmen to plow the fields quickly. At this time, the clan didn't have oxen and plows, and they all depended on each person with a hoe. Can it be earlier?
It's not difficult, just call the two elders over and give instructions, and they will make arrangements for themselves.

The difficulty is at home!
Although Qin Zhi doesn't show it on the surface, Feng Qingluo can feel that he doesn't like farming, very dislike that kind.

So did Han Yan, but Han Yan always looked at Qin Zhi, he would do whatever his master did, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Yan Yi can't, he's a fool, he can learn everything so-so, it's really unsettling.

So don't look at the three big men of the patriarch's family, the speed is the slowest when it comes to plowing the fields, and there are still half of them here.

So the one who plowed the land first came to help without saying a word, the whole Feng Qingluo was embarrassed, and quickly got everyone delicious food.

Feng Qingluo thought silently, in the future, it's better to leave the matter of land reclamation to the clansmen, and leave it alone, otherwise it won't be a problem in the long run.

Both Qin Zhi and Yan Yi are talented in martial arts, so it's better not to waste their talents.

By the way, she still owes Han Yan a set of martial arts secrets!
She said a long time ago that she would recite a set to him, but she forgot!

Feng Qingluo has a temperament of doing what he says, so he entered the space that night and asked Long Batian to pick out a book suitable for Han Yan.

Long Batian twitched his lips, "Did you tell if it's an enemy or a friend? Just give away martial arts secrets?"

This time Feng Qingluo nodded affirmatively, "I believe that Han Yan is not a bad person. If he wants to harm anyone for such a long time, he would have done it long ago. He has countless opportunities, but he doesn't."

Long Batian lazily stood in front of the bookshelf, "What if he hides deeply?"

"That can only be regarded as my blindness." Feng Qingluo spread her hands, looking indifferent, so Long Batian took out a book and handed it to her.

"Han Yan's attainments in martial arts are better than those of Qin Zhi and Yan Yi. After practicing this martial arts secret book, most people will not be his opponents. You can weigh it yourself and decide."

(End of this chapter)